And now.........anxiety. Yay!!!
I haven't had those piercing chest pains since I was dating a drug addict who tried to commit suicide with me in the room. Now this sweet, adorable, darling puppy is kind of making me want to do some drugs myself and smash my head against the wall.
Yay for puppies! (and husbands who insist on getting puppies even though they pay them no effing attention and only get in on the cuddling part.)
Disclaimer: Don't worry. I'm not really going to do any drugs (unless it's maybe Excedrin PM) and I don't have the energy to smash my head against the wall. So. No worries. Just chest pains.
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We're going through new puppy trauma right now too. Except ours is a full grown collie that showed up at our door several months ago and has smoozed his way into our lives (and our living room).
Tell hubby he's so close to the dog house that he'll soon be smelling kibbles and bits.
Good luck.
Puppies suck. Cute, sure, but effing hard work. I leave the room for two minutes and the dog's on the couch. Leave my bedroom door open and he's on the bed. Leave something - anything - in reach and it's destroyed.
Don't even get me started on dog farts.
Take care of those chest pains. xx
THAT is precisely why I don't want to get a dog!! Don't get me wrong, I LOOOVE dogs and would love one... one day. But right now? HELL no! Too much work, too much money, too much time, and oh, did I mention, too much work?
I'd just ship him to Matty as a belated bday present! ;-)
But no, hopefully your puppy will start behaving soon. Does he maybe need to go to puppy obedience school?
Happy Friday Darling!
Missed you :-)
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